The photos below are what we saw.
Kathleen found us a
spot at an Arkansas State Park that was right on the banks of
the Black River.
The park
was clean and the grounds were nicely groomed. The bath
house was on 15 foot-high pilings as the Black River regularly
floods leaving the entire area underwater.
The
Black River looks placid, but the flow was much faster than we
expected.
From our
camp on the Black River, we continued northeast and finally
approached the Mississippi River bridge. Our destination
for the day was our friend's farm near Carbondale, IL.
We
arrived at Mark and Gail's farm and were immediately put to work
driving his Unimog as they were "haying" (gathering hay).
We drove
the equipment to a neighboring farm where some contract labor
had cut the hay and raked it into rows. A baler was then
used to transform the rows into rolled bales.
Mark
used his tractor with hay spikes front a rear to retrieve the
rolled bales and bring them to the trailer.
The
baler is driven by the PTO on the tractor. The unit is
driven over the rows of hay and the baler sucks it into a large
roll then wraps it with nylon rope and dumps it out the rear of
the baler.
Since
the hay still has lots of moisture in it, the bales are very
heavy and a tractor is required to lift the bales onto the
trailer for transport.
The
trailer will be fully loaded and stacked several bales high.
The
trailer is approaching capacity: one more bale to go.
The
final bales were brought to the trailer.
I spotted a huge horse fly on one of the bales. This fellow is easily a full-inch long and serve up painful bites that remove plugs of tissue.
We drove the trucks and trailers back to Mark's
farm and started unloading the bales and storing them in the
barns. One of Mark's "track steer" tractors is equipped with
hay spikes so it was used to remove the bales. These are
capable tractors that can operate on soft ground and in tight
quarters.
The
Unimog was used to haul the 4x4 tractor back to the farm.
The bales were stored in an inside shed and the
overflow was stored in a (kinda) rain protected area.
While I was taking photos of the hay storage I
noticed something moving at my feet. Not very big, but quite
well camouflaged.
All of
the 'mogs were parked near the kennels. His U500/GXV
camper was hooked to the stock trailer.
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